Back when I was a junior in high school, I took an aptitude test called the ASVAB (Armed Services Vocational Aptitude Battery), mainly to get out of regular class but … Continue reading Aptitude Ineptitude
Back when I was a junior in high school, I took an aptitude test called the ASVAB (Armed Services Vocational Aptitude Battery), mainly to get out of regular class but … Continue reading Aptitude Ineptitude
November 12 came and went again. Nothing major. Just the anniversary of the ol’ hubby’s death. I spent half the weekend drunk and half the weekend drowning in anger and … Continue reading 4 Years Post Mortem
I’m not looking to get into any kind of debate here. We all have our beliefs, and we all have our doubts and we probably all hate ourselves a little … Continue reading Are You There, Ash? It’s Me, Kellie
Disclaimer: This is long as fuck. But mildly entertaining. And a little depressing. Have fun. Today is my anniversary (thank you, Mom, for reminding me of the exact date). Would … Continue reading Free Circus
Disclaimer: I mean no offense to anyone. This is my take, my experience, my story. I did a thing again. Took a little trip. One thing you have to get … Continue reading Are There Fans in Hell?
The tears start a fallin’. I don’t think that’s a real quote or anything. I just made it up. Y’all could start using it a lot, though, if you want, … Continue reading When Nostalgia Comes A Knockin’
Yes, I realize I’ve totally “borrowed” my title from Christmas Vacation but it seemed appropriate given my current life, and my past life, and hell, probably my future life so … Continue reading Hallelujah! Holy Shit! Where’s the Tylenol?
It came again. My anniversary that is. Today would have been 12 years of wedded bliss/torment. But alas, and in case you are brand new here, my husband is dead. … Continue reading Miss Independence
Disclaimer: I say the fuck word. A lot. And other bad words. It’s been a bit since I’ve had anything to say. That’s not quite true. I always have things … Continue reading Get Lit
Dear Jonesie: This will be my last letter to you as I’m pretty sure if I write to a dead guy for much longer, I may be hauled off to … Continue reading The Last Goodbye